Keep Calm and Let's Go To Hell Chapter 1: 1 - Master No More, a kuroshitsuji fanfic

Please read this before reading the story!

This 'story' here is actually my roleplay with me, Ciel-Heaven Phantomhive, and Sebastian NeverMore Michaelis on Facebook. You could say it's a collaboration between the two of us!

However, since this is a roleplay, the POV keeps switching back and forth from Ciel to Sebastian, so in order to make it less confusing, I added an 'x' between my paragraphs (Ciel's POV) and Sebastian's paragraphs (Sebastian's POV). It may be a little confusing at first, but I do hope everyone enjoys it.

Thank you and enjoy reading. I do not own Kuroshitsuji or it's characters in anyway.

Ciel hummed a non-existent tune as he unconsciously clicked the pen in his hand. He was in a rather...'good' mood. The boy himself didn't know why, but after he had taken a bite of Sebastian's Lemon Cake, his mood went from annoyed and grumpy to extremely happy and giddy. He was in too good of a mood, in fact, that he refused to do any paperwork as he sat at his desk. "This stuff is boring," he whined out loud to himself, "how do I even put up with this everyday?" Ciel picked up a piece of paper, scanned it quickly through with his eyes, and then threw it behind his chair. "I want some entertainment..." he mumbled as the paper fluttered to the floor.

Sebastian had been out and about the Manor as he was going about his long list of day-to-day chores he was given. Completely all his tasks-as always-entirely flawlessly. He took pride in that much. Though with all the other incompetent help around the Phantomhive Estate someone had to be able to get things done properly.
The demon butler recently finished the washing of the mansions many windows when he took out his pocket watch to see he was cutting it close to his masters afternoon tea. Thankfully done; he headed into the kitchen to prepare the beverage for his master.

It had not taken him at all along and he was standing outside Ciel's study. Lifting a gloved hand to knock lightly on the door before opening it. "Ah. My lord, do excuse me if I am interrupting your work. But I have brought your afternoon tea." He stated with a soft demeanor as he entered the room with the silver platter which he set on a table near Ciel's desk.

The boy looked up at the butler as he entered the room. "It took you long enough to arrive," He 'hmphed' and set down the pen softly, lacing his fingers together as he waited for Sebastian to pour the tea and put in two sugar cubes, just as he liked it. "And you did not interrupt my work. I was just finishing," he lied. "Is there anything that is classified as 'entertainment' in this damned manor?" Ciel asked the demon butler with a bored tone, eyeing him with his one eye.

"Entertainment? My lord, there are many things you could do to entertain yourself." Sebastian began as he made the boys tea to his liking before placing it on a small tea plate and setting it down in front of him. "Perhaps even some things you may want to do for skill purpose, like practicing your violin. Surely you need practice with that." The butler smiled lightly as he took a step away from Ciel's desk. "Or simply taking a stroll in the garden." He placed his hands to his sides as he looks out the window. Creating an eye distraction while he spoke.

Ciel grabbed the handle of the teacup, taking in the scent before taking a small sip and placing the cup back onto the cup plate. "The options you gave me are indeed, 'entertainment'." he placed his hand under his chin and leaned on the desk. "but you do know, I am not the type of person who would take leisurely strolls in the garden as if I had no care in the world." He watched his professional butler look outside the world beyond the window. "Violin practice doesn't appeal to me at the moment, either. Perhaps we should play a 'game', Sebastian." A small smile formed on the boy's lips as his expression darkened. "A rather risky and dangerous game..."

His steady gaze had shifted over to Ciel shortly after he had spoken of playing some sort of game with him. Though Sebastian really was not one for games, if such a thing would amuse his young lord, he would endure it. Though what caught his attention mainly was the mention of this beings risky and dangerous. What exactly he was thinking; even he had not a clue at certain times. Though the butler allowed a small smile dust his lips as he looked back at him. "If that is what you would like to do young master, what did you have in mind?" Sebastian had acquired in a calm soft tone.

The boy's gaze locked with the demon's. "I find it amusing when you put on shows for me. And today, I'd like another first-rate show." He chose his words carefully, saying each word out loud slowly. "Though, in this case, I would like to participate. I want to see your rage and anger. It intrigues me so when I see my usually unfazed butler so...furious." He chuckled darkly, "Won't that be fun?"

His rusty red eyes widened at Ciel's words. That was the game he wanted to play?! To the demon it sounded much more like some kind of punishment. Not liking to be angry or showing rage unless he saw it fit. Certainly not a game he ever thought of. He reproached Ciel's desk with his usual calm composure. "Fun..if you truly care to call my anger fun, perhaps you have forgotten how angry I can in fact be. Not to mention the potential of awful consequences—my lord." The butler pauses and let his eyes lid themselves. A small sigh escaping him. "I cannot simply choose to be angry. Not truly. And I believe you're aware of that."

Ciel smirked, pushing the teacup towards the butler as a sign he was finished with it. "Of course, demons cannot be truly angry if I just simply order them too," he stood from his chair and grabbed the paper that was on the floor, "and that is exactly why," the one sapphire eye scanned the paper once again, pausing for a moment to do so. Then, he looked up and handed the paper to the butler. "we're going to the Trancy Manor. It appears they're hosting a ball today in the late evening. Prepare my outfit, Sebastian. This is going to be an exciting game." With that being said, he walked passed the demon and exited the room, the door closing with a soft 'bam'.

Sebastian was taken back by his words and looked down at the paper in his hands with a small sneer. He really was trying to upset him it seemed but he had to comply with his masters wishes. He exited the room a moment after Ciel had walked out and sighs to himself. He had gone to prepare his outfit for the ball to get it out of the way so he could continue to work on his chores.

The butler had been able to finish up all the chores about an hour and a half before they had to leave for the Trancy Manors ball. Which he had hoped his master was still not entirely serious about, he wouldn't enjoy going there but most of the time neither would his young lord. "My lord?" He spoke up as he approached him from behind. "If we are to be leaving soon, would you like to get changed?"

Ciel plopped himself on the bed and nodded. "Yes," came the small reply from his lips as he waited for the butler to do his job. Ciel wanted to make Sebastian angry, but, it wasn't really just for entertainment only. He had another reason behind wanting to get him furious...but of course, he wouldn't actually want to tell why. It was quite embarrassing and unlikely of an Earl to say to a mere servant. The boy wanted the butler to find out himself, why exactly he chose this particular 'game' to 'play'.

He had knelt down in front of Ciel as he began to go about undressing his master to put his other outfit on. Sebastian was quiet as he went about the switching of clothing though his mind was still reeling as to why Ciel wanted to see him get angry, even furious. What had he done wrong? Surely this was a punishment..a display of such an emotion wasn't proper of a butler, yet he asked for it. He did not understand. Sebastian had stood once having dressed his master and stepped to the side so he may stand up. "Shall we be on our way, my lord?" He asked in a emotionless monotone.

"No. What about your outfit?" Ciel eyed the other's regular butler attire. "The invitation stated all participants, even servants, must dress up properly." The boy stated, ignoring Sebastian's emotionless and monotone voice. "Get dressed and we'll be on our way. I shall head towards the carriage first." He hopped off of the bed, smoothed down his outer garment, and once again left the butler be in the room alone. Once out, Ciel walked with his walking-stick, down the long halls of the Phantomhive manor. It seemed that Sebastian still didn't quite understand what he was playing at. But he will soon, Ciel thought, he will soon…

The butler let a soft sigh escape him. He wasn't at all wishing to dress up, as much he knew that was mentioned on the invitation, had hoped his master wouldn't have known that.

Sebastian didn't make Ciel wait long for him, only a minute or two. It wasn't as though he had much clothing wise to chose from anyways. Most of his attire only suits and formal clothing. Though what more could one expect from a butler? Certainly not any flashy clothing or anything fancy.

Sebastian had walked down the halls after his master and continued to ponder things in his head. Not that it lead anywhere. It all seemed so deranged to him. Sometimes he questioned his masters sanity quietly in his head, especially at times like this.

Sebastian had opened the carriage door after checking with the driver that he knew where he was going to take the two of them before having stepped into the carriage after his master and shutting the door.

He had done nothing to break the icy silence in the carriage. It was just master and servant, there was no small talk needed. But the boy couldn't help but secretly wish to converse with the other. After all, it was going to take quite a while before they arrived at the Trancy manor. He sighed softly to himself and stared outside; seeing nothing but darkness.

So much for entertainment...now, he was stuck in a carriage with absolutely nothing to do. Ciel had always hated balls and parties, he had to admit. But he was only going this time to see another certain emotion than just anger from Sebastian. He couldn't help but wonder sometimes; did the demon only think of him of just a meal, or...?

A bump from the carriage ride knocked him out of his thoughts, as it suddenly veered to the right, making the boy's head bump the butler's shoulder.

As always he sat in a almost unmovable straight posture, much like a statue. His stature not at all broken by the boy bumping into his shoulder. His eyes did track over to his master however, though his head stayed forward. He had interrupted his thinking by having bumped into him but the butler couldn't complain. After all it was only pointless and entirely irrelevant thoughts. He did try to use to distract himself from the carriage ride. It was much better then having let his mind ponder over how the evening would go. That was an unsatisfactory strain of thought; which he did not plan to over think.

"My lord, if I may be so forward..I would like to know why you'd choose to go to this ball. You never gave me much of a reason as to why." Sebastian spoke up to break the silence in the carriage. He did think he knew–but couldn't be sure about much at this time.

He was surprised to see that the one to start speaking first was not him, but his butler. He was blushing a bit; only out of embarrassment from bumping his head on the other. "Does going to a ball require a reason?" Ciel asked smoothly, hoping his slight blush could not be seen in the dark. "We are attending this ball because it's all part of the 'game'. Did you not remember that I am looking forward to seeing your anger?"

This was just a game, all to see if Sebastian would be able to stay calm and collected tonight. If he showed any part of fury, he would lose, and Ciel would win. But, if he somehow manages to stay cool throughout the night, Ciel loses. It was all part of the boy's 'entertainment', going to the ball.

"Yes. I do recall you saying so. However, I never did assume you'd go through such lengths to just have me angry master. Perhaps I underestimate you." The butler spoke in a slightly amused tone of voice as a small smirk came to him. He was all too amused with the boy after all. Most in the right mind wouldn't want a demon to become upset, though it seemed it was something Ciel wanted. Perhaps because he was aware Sebastian could not harm him he felt so cocky as to wish his fury for entertainment. Whatever the reasoning he didn't ask. It being most definitely better that way.

"You have always underestimated me. I am more capable of myself than you think." He stared out into the darkness again. "I am Ciel Phantomhive, and I would do anything to complete my revenge. But what's revenge without a bit of entertainment, first?" Work, work, and more work was all he had done for at least two years now. Completing dangerous missions from the Queen, doing paperwork, and managing his father's company was what his life was, and he wanted to change it.

He had wanted to change it ever since he felt himself feeling an emotion he had never thought he'd ever be able to feel...for his butler. But he would never admit it; not until he knew what Sebastian's thoughts of him were, which was probably just another soul to devour; his dinner. He swore to himself that after tonight, if he truly was nothing but food to his butler, then he'd give up and hurry to complete his revenge. He had nothing and no one else to live for, anyways. It would be better to hurry and end his life than live in this worthless world created by God. For God hadn't helped him when he needed Him most. All he could do was rely on the Devil, and that was Sebastian.

The crow demons eyes left his master to look back ahead of himself as Ciel had spoken, his amused look fading as he did look away. Listening intently to his words. He always did. Even when it may not have seemed as that were so-Which was a rare occasion if he were to think he did not listen, it was a part of his job after all. As the silence had fell again Sebastian allowed his tainted crimson hues to lid, content in his own darkness.

It had been something he was incased in his entire existence. After all. So one did get used to the never ending shadows of their own mind, after time. And for him it had been a long time.

"If I may.." Sebastian began in a soft tone. "I would like to ask something of you, my lord." The demon leaned back a little against the seating they had themselves. "Tonight, if you do truly succeed in what you have set out to do, I ask you to remember I told you previously nothing good could have come of it. Remember that much for me." He asked, or more said it just to have held it in his favor should something actually happen. He wouldn't be thrilled if he was blamed for his actions when angered.

Ciel slowly turned his head from the window and set his eyes on the demon, a little spark of sadness in his eyes, but it quickly vanished. "Of course," he said quietly, as if he were whispering, "nothing good comes out of anything in this damned world." Perhaps it wasn't a good idea to test his already-perfect butler. For the second time in his life, he began to doubt. Did he make the right decision?

What was he thinking, feeling so strongly for a demon? Demons would never return their feelings to anyone, much less a small human boy. He felt his heart twist in his chest, but he endured the pain. It didn't really matter anymore. Sebastian had already said it himself, nothing good would come out of it, and he had never once told a lie. So it was true-the demon butler thought of him as nothing but food.

He had already made up his mind. All he needed was to wait for the ball to be over, and he would order Sebastian to finish 'them' off. And his revenge would be completed, enabling the demon to take his soul. That was it. The last ball he would ever be attending.

"I will remember." Ciel said loudly, more clearly this time. He was ready for the end.

Sebastian let his eyes open to look over at Ciel with an unreadable expression to his face. He could, and had, said many profound things to his master: yet he had caught his tongue in allowing any sort of word to slip out of his sinful lips. The things he wanted to say where unfit for a butler to his master. Just as giving opinions, uncalled for advice, and many other things other people did take for granted was. He had to hold his tongue. Which for the slightly egotistic demon wasn't a enjoyed time in his silence.

The contract he held with this child, this completely unusual child, had lasted much longer then any other one he had in the past. The demon having made himself a part of the boys life. Two years was a long time to wait for your dinner, yet for some reason he never complained. Never went scavenging for other souls to sustain him in his wait. And never mentioned a word of being quite so hungry. Though the fact he was starving himself here was a fact. Not to the point of doing himself damage but it was starting to become a bit bothersome. He was hungry but he would wait until he heard the word..

"Thank you, my lord." His voice was still as soft as it had previously been. His eyes carrying a thankful and friendly look to them as he did gaze at his master. Whom he would be lying if he said he was not attached to the boy by then. For he had come to enjoy the Phantomhive. Which showed in the way he treated him.

Ciel's one sapphire eye was full of nothing, now. Dull and cold, perhaps, but there was nothing like the usual spark of mischief and sarcasm in them, like it once had. He gave a small nod to show he had heard the other, but nothing more. A few more minutes of silence filled the carriage, nothing was spoken as he listened to the usual noises of the carriage; the way the wheels sounded on the rocks, the sound of horses and whips, the creaking of wood from the carriage. Then, a small light came into his view. Ah, yes. They were finally there. The Trancy manor.

The carriage slowly came to a halt, and he emotionlessly waited for the butler to open the door for him and lead him into the manor. His last ball, his last party. This was it.

He should have been afraid, but all he felt was numb inside. He should have wanted to keep living like a normal human being; but all he wanted was to die. Although he was young, he was clever and more intelligent than most adults. He was mature, only because he had already knew and sealed his fate with a demon. He knew what his future held:

Death.

Upon the arrival he was a bit relieved he did not have to dwell in the carriage any longer. Though their destination still wasn't a sight he was particularly fond of. But wasn't that the entire point? He sighed inwardly and had exited the carriage, holding the door open for Ciel to step out as well. His form out of the way of his exit and awaiting him to exit himself.

His eyes did drift to the manor ahead of him and he did feel uncertain about this. Knowing overly well how malicious this other demon that dwelled here could be. He always worried for his young master as he seemed to be a target for more then just one demon. Though he had never been unable to handle it, he wouldn't be much of a loyal dog should he fail at protecting his master.

Seeing that Sebastian had done his part; he stood up and walked out of the carriage. Ciel looked up, staring at how huge the mansion was. Though it was nothing compared to his manor. He calmly strolled inside, seeing that many guests had already arrived. Women were dressed in their finest, wearing make-up to cover up their real faces. It disgusted him to the bone, how distasteful women were. He was a male who had perfect and flawless skin...well, at least, his face. He couldn't help but think of Sebastian; how he had no flaws, perfectly shaped body...

Too bad tonight was the last time he'd see him. For now, since he was already here, he would proceed with the game.

Step one was simple. Find Earl Alois Trancy and his butler, Claude Faustus.

Step two, bad-mouth them until they get angry enough to touch him in a way Sebastian had never did.

And step three, see how 'well' Sebastian can take it, seeing their hands all over him.

Indeed, it was a great plan. But now, he couldn't care less as he walked around, until the host finally appeared.

"Earl Trancy has arrived," Claude announced as the pair entered the room. The icy blue eyes of the blonde seemed to scan the crowd; and landed on Ciel. That was easier than expected, Ciel thought bitterly.

Sebastian had followed behind Ciel as they were aimlessly walking around the large room. The butler staying close to Ciel as always when they went anywhere, much like a shadow whom only protected and served him, and him alone.

Hearing the Earls appearance being announced he had looked over to the blonde for a brief moment. He wasn't the one he was concerned with dealing with but was just as irritating. Sebastian hadn't thought much of what Ciel planned out in order to accomplish his goal. Knowing well he himself was very good at keeping calm in almost any situation did not worry. Though he was aware the boy knew some things that got on his nerves to a point.

Since he'd not been dismissed nor sent off to get Ciel anything as of yet he remained quiet. Though did give him space to speak with the crowd should he wish to be sociable. Not that it normally happened when they went to events, not if he could get out of it.

Knowing that Sebastian was right behind him, Ciel locked eyes with the blonde as they began walking towards them.

Alois was not paying attention to the guests at the slightest; his eyes seemed to focus on Ciel and only Ciel. His butler, Claude, was following close behind as the crowd murmured words of gossip all around. But he didn't care - he wanted Ciel. And he would make Ciel want him, too.

"Sebastian," Ciel whispered quietly, never taking his eyes off of the blonde as they slowly approached them. "Let the game begin. Stay here and watch." He commanded, and walked towards the pair alone as the other guests began resuming their previous activities.

"Ciel, what a surprise! I was hoping you'd come today!" Alois beamed as soon as Ciel was in earshot. "After all, I only hosted this ball because you requested me to!"

Ciel glanced at Sebastian but then looked away, returning his attention on the earl and butler. "Of course," he replied, now it was time for step two, "but your butler sure seems to be less perfect than mine. The decorations are rather disturbing to me, his taste in...well, to put it bluntly, everything is horrid. I must have been out of my mind when I asked the two of you to host this ball." He spoke in a monotonous tone; which only angered the other two more.

"What was that?!" Alois' icy blue eyes narrowed, glaring daggers at Ciel. "Just because your Sebastian has a little bit of talent, doesn't mean he's better than my Claude! Look at your butler, uselessly standing and watching us from afar. He must be really afraid of Claude!" He suddenly erupted into laughter as Ciel gritted his teeth.

Being told to stay and watch was not something he agreed with, for his masters sake, but it appeared he did not have a choice so he had complied and stayed put in the spot he was left in. Carefully keeping a watch on the boy to make sure he did not get himself hurt. Or harassed too much by Alois. Mainly things that concerned his masters safety. Nothing more.

Sebastian had been more than capable to hear what was being said even at the distance. Though it didn't sit well with him that he was speaking of being afraid of that spider demon. Yet it really was not his place to say a word, even if it had not been a game. Such a simple and forgettable comment however was not enough to make him think it was necessary to become upset.

No, he was much too calm and collected to allow this sort of small thing to anger him. Even if the idea of himself being /afraid/ of Claude was a tad irritating, the Trancy wasn't known for making accurate comments.

For the time he was to be standing and watching he was silent. Always watchful of all three of them. He didn't make that a hidden fact. If anything it was suppose to show Claude he'd still been watching. He dare not think of what could happen should he have the chance to be alone with his master. Revolting thoughts, really.

"Perhaps, Earl Trancy," Ciel continued, despite the horrific laughter, "you may be correct. I, for one, actually agree with you for once." That statement caused the blonde to stop laughing and stare at him with surprise.

"What did you just say?" Alois asked in disbelief. Did Ciel just agree with him that Sebastian was actually useless, and afraid of Claude? Maybe he was finally going to be his tonight.

Ciel gave an amused smile, (even though he was dying inside) and laughed. "Sebastian is really a worthless butler. He failed to realize something, and now we're here tonight. I would think that Claude really was better than him..." he looked up at the Trancy butler. "You are quite attractive, after all. I might even send you a personal invitation to my manor so that we could have some fun."

Truthfully, Ciel was disgusted with himself and the vulgar words that were coming out of his own mouth. It absolutely disgusted him to the core to be speaking like a whore, like virginal women going around asking men to pop their cherry. But, in this case, he had no choice. It was step three, after all. If he wanted Sebastian to be angry...he would have to force himself to do things that he normally would never do. And besides, it might even be nice able to experience it before dying after tonight.
But it would only be 'nice' if it was with Sebastian... A voice in his mind echoed, but he ignored it. Because Sebastian would never do that. Only Claude would...probably.

He narrowed his vibrant red eyes onto his master as he had gone on like this. He wouldn't lie to himself that hearing that come from Ciel-even if just part of this game-bothered him. He was use to normal insults directly from his young lord but being called worthless to others, especially the Trancy', just hit him in a wrong spot. Not that he truly believed his words but the idea that his master was making him sound incompetent was irritating.

Things didn't seem to improve as the conversation between the three went on either. He didn't let his gaze waver nor his outer appearance change at all at Ciel's comments involving that bloody Trancy butler. Not to say he didn't have lovely ideas of killing Claude as he stood there.

Yet he wasn't to let his calm demeanor fall down and crumble so easily.

He refused to give Ciel that pleasure of wining over him. Especially when it came to something like his own anger.

Do be careful master.. He sighed inwardly as he observed continuously. Knowing very well he could get himself into something horrid should he say the wrong things. And even if he were there to protect him he didn't wish things to come to that.

The Trancy butler nodded slightly. "That would be most...delighted. Although I do not think I would be able to have 'fun' with you, unless my Master allows me to." Turning to Alois, he bent down and whispered something into the blonde's ear. The Earl nodded with a huge smile plastered on his lips.

"Of course, I'll allow you to do what you want, Claude." He responded. "And when I say 'do what you want', it means you can act without an order." Alois announced, throwing his hand up and clapping, 'Olé!' and ran off into the crowd, leaving Ciel and Claude alone.

Ciel's eyebrow went up curiously. "What did you say to him?" He asked the spider demon.

"Does it matter, as long as you wanted to have some 'fun'?" Claude countered, a ghost of a smile on his lips. Looking up to make eye contact with Sebastian, he purposely wrapped an arm around the boy's body and place his hand at his slim hip. He's mine now, you screwed up. His gleaming golden eyes seemed to say.

Sebastian's body tensed at the sight of that, utterly disgusted another demon had the audacity to lay a hand on his young master. Especially when he was only across the room.

That may have been what broke his calm composer.

Or, rather, it was.

His eyes lit up with their demonic pinks and purples for a brief moment as Claude dared to make eye contact with him while laying a hand on Ciel.

I suppose I lose..this cannot continue, I'd hate to have him tainted by that revolting spider. Sebastian had growled out in his head before he did begin walking over with a less the pleased expression on his face.

As the demon had made it half way across the room toward them the lights all spontaneously popped out to leave the previously bright and vibrant room pitch black. Gasps of shock and surprise filling the blackness until they turned into panic. Many footsteps being heard moving about the room in a hurry. The crow demon having been able to see perfectly fine in the sudden and purposeful darkness had continued approaching.

It hadn't been more then a few seconds, but could have felt like hours before the demons hand pried Ciel from the others grasp and turned to have him facing into the darkness away from Claude. Pushing the other to walk and get space away from the maniacal spider.

Ciel wasn't surprised at the least when the room suddenly became pitch black when the spider demon touched him. 'It seems like Sebastian has lost this game...' he thought as he felt his butler pried him from Claude's grasp. He couldn't help but chuckle. 'My last party has been cut short. It's time to end my useless life.'

At that last thought, Ciel ripped off his eye patch, the contract glowed a light violet. "This is it, Sebastian. This is an order: Kill Alois Trancy and Claude Faustus." His voice was loud; it rang through the large ballroom as clear as a bell. I will get my revenge; and you will get the meal you've been craving for.

At his order he smirked and looked down at the boy, which he could easily see in the darkness. It was much to satisfying to hear such an order from him. Killing both he would take nothing less then pleasure in doing. He would kill and destroy Alois Trancy' soul, and send his pathetic demon butler back to hell.

"Yes, my lord."

The demon had then decided it was best to deal with the other demon first, injure him, then go for his master. All the while he had to keep in mind that Ciel was still in some danger of either of the two he was ordered to kill. That was why he chose to go for Claude first, the only one aside from himself who could see amongst the darkness.

He had turned sharp on heel and pursued the spider with quick movements. Backing the other creature in the opposite direction of Ciel. He'd find a way to harm him quickly should he be able to catch the avoiding creature.

The boy couldn't see a thing. He was surrounded in darkness. He had only heard Sebastian's 'Yes, my lord' echoing in the night. He heard the quick movement of both demons' footsteps. Ciel stood rooted in the spot Sebastian had left him in, a bit unsatisfied he couldn't see the death match of two demons.

Claude had been quickly running the opposite direction of the crow demon. He had heard the order loud and clear. He needed to somehow get close to Ciel so that Sebastian wouldn't be able to harm him while his mind is focused on saving his precious young master. While the other demon was behind him, he took a thread from inside his vest and attached it quickly to the ceiling. He was then flying towards Ciel, passing Sebastian on the way. 'He's my soul,' he thought darkly. As soon as the boy was in reach, he grabbed him with one arm, causing Ciel to cry out in surprise, and let go of the thread. He had Ciel, so now, what could the other demon do?

Sebastian was no longer seen by searching eyes in the darkness, it having fallen completely silent. Even whatever others left in the ballroom had silenced. No foot steps came, no words, not even breathing. It was just an eerie silence that fell so abruptly over the entire room.

That was until the rooms lights did flash back on. It was clear by the damage and blood staining the floors caused in the silence that the demon was angry. Sebastian himself was standing behind the two with the blonde Trancy boy at his feet. Slowly and painfully bleeding out by four deep gashes to his throat. Slipping his white glove back over his hand he sighs to himself as a smirk creeped onto his lips.

"Ah..yes, such a lovely evening you have set up tonight, my lord." The butlers voice spoke dull as he had slowly began approaching. He had managed to take out the other demons only reason of being there, his contract, his purpose. But only because he knew he had been put at a serious disadvantage. Yet he still had the nerve to mock him.

"Let us remember something Faustus..he is my young master, and that was yours. You failed at the one simple job you had. What kind of butler are you?"

A demonic smirk graced Claude's lips as he saw his former master's dead body on the ground. Holding on tightly to Ciel's neck from behind, the boy groaned from the lack of air. "Perhaps he was my master, but his soul was not worth devouring. This one's soul is." Licking his lips hungrily, he licked the shell of the boy's ear, causing Ciel to shiver and gasp. "I should be the one asking you the same question, crow demon. Your young master is in /my/ hands. What kind of butler are you to let me take him so easily?"

The spider demon let go of his grip on the other's neck and gratefully slid his hands all over the boy's body. Ciel opened his one eye and stared straight at Sebastian, unable to say a word.

No, he wouldn't say a word. He didn't want to. This was Sebastian's last test before devouring his soul, after all.

"What a nice, slim body this young master has." Claude complimented, only trying to cause the other demon to be angrier.

Sebastian only chuckled and had stood close in front of the two. Keeping his eyes more on the demon, his senses did tell him that it would be best to do so. "Yes, I suppose you're correct about that." He stated. His tone nothing too calm and collected as usual but not entirely infuriated. If he'd been so angry he would've lost his focus by then and possibly resorted to using his true form to take out Claude quickly. But it didn't appear to be the case.

At least, not so far.

"Though you are much too vile to be even able of the privilege to be holding him in your grasp. Taken from me or not, the fact you have always been a lowly bottom feeder will never change. Perhaps that is why you resort to taking others valued things."

His glare set in as he spoke. But his gaze did shift to look his master in the eyes. His expression one of hatred if anything, but he couldn't say a thing. He wished his master wouldn't stand so idle while he was being touched by the spider. It was truly having an impact on the respect he had for him.

Ciel grimaced at Sebastian's words. Yes, he had always knew he was food for the demon. But to be called...a...a thing. It was too much for the small boy's heart to handle as it shattered right then and there. That's right, he was nothing but a 'thing' to Sebastian. Realization washed over him and he felt all of his emotions fall down the drain until he felt nothing. He didn't think of anything. His eye was suddenly empty. It looked lifeless, though he was still breathing and alive. He didn't care what happened to him anymore - it didn't matter to him whoever ate his soul in the end. He wanted it all to end.

Ciel's body leaned on the other's for support. He couldn't even stand anymore, from the impact of his butler's words. He felt heartbroken, empty, and alone. Using all of the strength he had in him left; he managed to choke out: "Sebas-...tian...Kill h-im...quick-ly..." his voice was raspy and weak, yet cold and monotone at the same time.

His lips curved up into a dark grin at Ciel's words. Nodding his head in the slightest as his eyes did make the transition back to their true tainted pinks and purples. He'd make it quick, but definitely not a painless death for the despised demon whom seemed to cross the line much too often for his liking. Horrible thing.

It was a quick flash of a black blur and Ciel did find that the spider demon had been taken off of him. Claude himself pinned down a good ten feet from where he had originally been holding Ciel. The spider having been smashed into the flooring harshly on impact. Sebastian standing over him near his head, still all too pleased with himself and his timing to have gotten the low demon away from his master.

Even if he was pleased he wasted no time in smashing his sharp pointed heels down into his head, these more like weapons then articles of clothing. It the equivalent to a sharp knife being stabbed into ones skull, not at all pleasant. And it was held there with murderous pressure until he was more then certain he'd stopped twitching in a most unsightly manner.

The boy, falling to the floor after Claude's body was detached from his, went limp on the ground. Though he was still alive, he heard the horrific sound of the former spider demon's skull being crushed. There was nothing else Ciel could do now, for his revenge was finally completed. The two that ruined the Phantomhive name were dead. That means: Sebastian will take his soul.

How funny. To have his soul be eaten by the one he loved. He was stupid to fall for an unfeeling demon. Despite the emotional pain inside of him, he shakily sat up and stood on his own two feet. His legs felt weak. His whole body and heart were already broken. It was time to finish it off with his broken soul being devoured.

Staring up at his demon butler; he took in a deep breath. "My revenge..." his voice trembled, "is co-complete. Y-You know what t-that means...right?"

The sight of the butler, or more; the demon, flicking the others blood off of his sharp heel was what sight he'd wondered over to see with his eyes. Not a very inviting sight. Even more so as Sebastian had not the time to realize his master did look over until he spoke. But by then he'd already seen him, anyways.

The demons body was more slender then usual, his large feathery wings having been flared out did begin retract back. His attire now much different, but entirely black as expected it would be. The grin he'd bared had given a visual of how sharp his teeth and fangs where. He'd not lied when he told his master he was unsightly.

His eyes met Ciel's as he knew what he spoke of, obviously. Slowly the creature that vaguely could be make out to be Sebastian walked toward him. The contract marking on one of his clawed hands brightening as he stepped closer.

"Yes. Do not forget I have done this many times. However, I must say..in all my years I've never come across a soul quite like yours..Ciel Phantomhive." The demon stopped in front of the boy whom he had known much better then he ever thought he would, gripping hold of his chin with a hand lightly. "I have waited a long time to be able to rip your soul from you. You made the waiting excruciating. I do hope you are to be worth my wait." His voice hissed out.

He felt a sharp pain through his chin from the demon's sharp 'nails', even when it was a light touch. Opening his eyes, his contracted eye glowed along with Sebastian's. He was not afraid of his butler's true form. It may have been unsightly, but he had accepted the fact his butler was a demon from the moment the contract was made. His eyes seemed to lock with the other's, he felt the intensity of the gaze. Again, with Sebastian's harsh words, it only reminded him he was about to die. If his broken heart could have been broken anymore, then it did.

"Do it," he whispered. "Take m-my soul...rip it out as you pl-please. Make it as painful as possible...as proof that I li-lived..." his voice trembled.

His nails had lightly dug into his skin as he pulled the boy closer to himself. A low growl emitting from the back of his throat as he kept his gaze locked with his masters. Not that Ciel truly had any control over him now that Sebastian had held up his end of the contract, but until he took his soul he would consider him that. With all respects.

"And I shall. Do me the liberty of answering me one last question, however...when you did insult me today...did you honestly mean it?" He asked him, his tone lifting into a slightly curious one. He had to know the answer to such a thing, even if he knew it was just play. But it hurt him, not that he was opening to admit—but whenever he'd been insulted it really did bother him. As he always did his best to keep him in a good mood, or, as good a mood he could be.

He broke eye contact, feeling tears well in his eyes, he had not cried ever since the day he was abandoned by God. Much less cry and show weakness in front of Sebastian, but...he couldn't control it. Though tears fell silently to the ground, his expression had not changed. Emotionless and empty. Not a single weep or sound came from the boy. He opened his mouth to say something; to respond to his now former butler. But no words came out. No, he didn't mean any of it-the truth was, he loved the damned demon too much. Just saying those words about him hurt.

'But it was useless...' he thought, 'Even if I were to tell him the truth, would it matter? He would probably be disgusted with me if I told him the real truth before killing me...' "Yes..." he finally managed to say, pain and sorrow laced in his voice, "I meant it...every word." He let his words sink in. A single drop of tear fell to the ground. 'At least I'll die knowing he thought of me, the same as when he first found me.' Tainted, broken, and...unloved.

"Ahh...I see." The words murmured from Sebastian but the echo could be heard clear as day in the boys ear. The voice carried no emotions, only demonic undertones. Perhaps he had misjudged him in the past, to think this contract might've been different. Not the same as the many other thousands he had made. But obviously he was just..dreaming, again. In all the time he had spent looking after this boy, caring, and protecting him, he thought maybe his master had grown fond of him. But that was a foolish thought.

Even now as he stood there about to kill him he felt some hesitance. Something he hadn't felt when he was this hungry before. Why? Because he knew he would miss him. But by his words, he didn't seem that he felt at all alike. He cursed himself for being so weak but in the time he spent in this world he'd become more venerable to his emotions. Which was something where he comes from is not an acceptable thing to have lingering about your aura.

The boy stood there; trembling and waiting for his death. But seeing that the demon was hesitating, a bit of hope flared in him, though small. Why was he hesitating? Shouldn't he have been dead by now? This was his chance. His desire for the demon was too much, it was stupid, really. Before passing, he wanted Sebastian to have a 'happy life'. He wanted him to learn emotions and be able to care for that one person he loves in the future...though it would never be him; as long as Sebastian was happy, he was content.

He knew somewhere in his heart that demons would be able to at least grow fond of someone. And that someone wasn't him. So, for Sebastian's future contractors, he wanted the demon to at least 'love' one of them... Wishing a demon happiness was idiotic, for they are cruel creatures. But it was the least he could do to help Sebastian... "Sebastian...promise me one thing...b-before I go..." he looked like a weak and hopeless child, but he didn't care. That was exactly what he was. His eyes bore into the demon's once again.

He was broken out of the blur of thoughts by his masters words, his eyes lighting back with a more awake tone to them. Seeing Ciel in such a state was off; but oddly satisfying at the same time. More because he looked much more like what he truly was, a child. He felt bad that he'd had to act as otherwise most of his life rather the enjoy being young, so it was a bit nice to see him looking differently. Even under the circumstances.

"Yes? ...What is it?" He asked and tilted his head slightly to the right. Curious once more as he had caught his full attention.

"...As my last order," he paused a bit, the contract glowing brighter. "...find the one person you care most about...and d-don't let them suffer the same fate as me." It took all he had to not break down right then and there, though he was still struggling to stand. Perhaps his words were too kind; something he'd usually never say. He never let go of hatred, it was still in him. He never let go, he just let other feelings take over.

If Sebastian wanted to laugh at his sudden words of 'caring'...then so be it. What's done is done... "Be happy." He did his best to smile; though it was a pained one, there was a soft and genuine part to it.

"Happy? ...Surely you know it is an emotion I have not entirely been capable of feeling..but, I have tried, my lord. And to hold up your last order I will do my upmost.." He smiled lightly, and placed his free hand over his chest. He slowly pulled him closer to himself with the hand he had gripped on his chin. His eyes narrowing onto him with a more darkened look about himself (if possible). He had begun leaning down to his level, with little good intentions it seemed.

"Though your order conflicts with me." He spoke up and halted, his face close to the boys. "For you see—the entire time I have served under you I have come the closest to 'happy' as I believe I have been in my entire existence. You are nothing like the previous masters I have had..thus my confessed hesitation to kill you.."

If his already-widened eyes could go any wider, his eyes would have surely popped out of their sockets by now. The whites of his eyes showed how surprised he was from the other's words...was it true what he just said? And the way their bodies and lips were so close only caused the boy to blush a small tint of pink. Though there were still tears, their purpose had changed. Not tears of remorse and sadness, but of joy and overwhelming happiness.

The demon never lied...and what he had just said made him want to be able to live. But he still had a contract to fulfill. He was eager, so eager to feel those sinful lips on his. But he couldn't...because if they did...he wouldn't know if he would have the will to die anymore. But he couldn't help but wonder; did those words mean that...Sebastian felt the same way for him?

It confused the boy now. Will Sebastian kill him, or not? "Bu-But-Wait..." Ciel stammered, unable to comprehend the current situation, especially in their current position. "W-What does that mean?! Will you still take m-my soul?" His questions were that of a child's. He had yet to know the world of 'love', he was still young, after all.

"You see, this is where I become conflicted, I must admit." The demon pauses and had placed his other hand onto the side of Ciel's face. Holding him still as he could as he took a good look down into his eyes.

"For you must try to understand this simple fact; demons cannot violate our contracts. And your order is holding me back from being able to take your soul, because I do feel for you. What exactly that..feeling may be, I am not certain, but if I am to be happy I wish to stay with you. Master." He spoke in a soft tone and knelt down, letting go of him.

"But...but didn't you want to rip my soul out of my body?! You are hungry, aren't you?" He couldn't help but rant on the demon that was now kneeling before him. It was all too good to be true! "Why me?" He asked, it was barely a whisper.

"I-I don't deserve you..." He was full of happiness, but it all felt like the other was being cheated from his soul because of him. He knew Sebastian was hungry...so how would he be able to take it if the demon stayed by his side until...until he, himself, dies of a natural cause? Like old age, or by an illness.

"Because while I am alongside you I have purpose. I may be hungry, but I have gone many many years without food before, it's another skill of mine..I suppose. And if you wish me to be happy, I wish to continue to be by you, for that is where I enjoy being..I have had a lot of contracts as I have stated, and it never wavered to something other then straight orders.

Then I met you, and I was certain you would become the most delicious soul I would ever consume..but then I was foolish and let myself become attached, and I began to become rather 'happy'.." He smiled lightly to himself and looked up to him. "So, I shall prolong my stay. If you shall allow such a thing."

"Se-Sebastian..." he choked out. Sebastian wanted to stay with him...that was more than enough. Though he did feel guilty about not completing the contract, he took a shy step forward.

"I-I-" he let the tears run freely down his face now, face flushed and eyes shining with new-found confidence. Without another word, he walked over to the butler and embraced him lovingly; something he had never done before. He buried his face into the other's neck and silently sobbed-he released true tears for the first time in two years. "Th-thank you..."

Sebastian placed a hand gently onto the boys back, his large feathery black wings flaring back out to wrap themselves around Ciel's small form in a comforting gesture. He had become much more merciful it seemed, but he did mean everything he said to Ciel. He could not lie, after all. He could feel him sobbing into his neck but did not speak a word of it. Only holding him close and attempting to comfort him the best he could by just being there.

"Really..No need to thank me, my lord." He murmured into his ear. Even though he had spared his soul, and it benefited both in a way—he did not wish to be thanked for it. He also was aware should any of his fellows find out what he'd done he would definitely be outcasted for it. And he was not liking that idea entirely. But he did make him happy, and that was what mattered to him.

Ciel shook his head. "Don't call me 'lord' or 'young master' anymore..." he wasn't afraid of Sebastian at all...he felt...calm and happy with him. He felt his body relax and stopped trembling, and he inhaled and exhaled.

"I am no longer your master...the revenge was completed. The least I could do is be your property from now on...after all, if I am not eaten, I should be yours until the very end." It was only fair. He didn't want the other to be angry with him in the future. The boy admired the black feathery wings of the demon. They were beautiful and perfectly sculpted, just like Sebastian. The way it shone in the light only made them look even more breathtaking than they already were.

"Very well. Ciel it is from now on, then." It may take him some time to get use to not calling him such things, but he'd adjust. He was good at that.

He had slowly pulled away and stood up onto his feet once again, allowing his silky wings to rest on either side of himself still extended out. It was nice to be able to stretch his true form out as he had been in his camouflage for so long.

He was definitely impressed Ciel showed no fear toward him, most in their right mind wouldn't have dared become so close to him. It was still most dangerous after all. Sebastian having already shown him many times just what he was capable of.

His heart fluttered when Sebastian said his name. It sounded foreign on his tongue, but it made him smile a bit. It seemed he was starting to do many things he'd usually wouldn't do today. He actually felt happy for once, and he thought he'd forgotten all about it.

Sebastian's true form was magnificent in it's own unique way. Sure, it may have been scary for most people, but he actually knew who the demon was. He bonded with that demon, and even fell in love with him. What kind of 'property' would he be if he was afraid of his master? The thought made him laugh. Acting like Sebastian was going to be tough, especially since he had never done any work. The boy couldn't even tie his own shoes, much less house work. But he was determined to satisfy Sebastian in every and any way possible.

He looked up at the demon. "Would you prefer I call you Master from now on?"

Hearing Ciel's words he raises a brow before a small dark chuckle escaped slightly parted lips. "Oh..I do not think it is necessary. If you'd prefer to keep more dignity I don't think you would wish to do so. However if you wish, I cannot say I will make you." Sebastian replied to his words and allowed his gaze to softer back to rusty red eyes. His anger gone and no longer an existent emotion they tended to fade away. Soon along with the rest of his true form; the familiar butler known as Sebastian Michaelis standing before him again.

"Shall we be on our way then? I cannot stand this ill kept place." He muttered before he began to walk toward the exit of the manor. His eyes looking ahead of himself as he allowed his mind to fully comprehend the situation he was now in.

And soon began to get an unfamiliar feeling in the core of his being. Something he didn't know of before. It wasn't as if it faded like other 'emotions' he felt, either. No. This was a more constant, warm, nice feeling. Perhaps it was happiness..whatever it was, it made the demon smile.

Ciel nodded, "Okay, Sebastian." He still held onto pride and dignity, of course, but a tiny bit of him actually did want to say 'Master'. But after much thought, he shook his head. 'It would be too embarrassing...' a blush crept to his cheeks again, as much as he tried to stop it.

Following Sebastian closely behind, he saw him smile. It was different from all of his sarcastic and demonic smiles...it actually looked like a genuine smile. Wondering what could've caused his new 'master' to smile, he smiled as well. "You look happy, Sebastian." He commented, staring up at the stars in the night sky. It was truly a night to remember. Not being dead, but being alive and walking leisurely with his loved one. He hadn't done that since...since his parents passed. But he was glad nonetheless.

"That is what you wished of me." He spoke in a more casual tone to him as he continued to walk onward. His eyes glancing up to the shining stars among the black night. Truly beautiful to walk out and see such a thing.

"And I haven't a reason not to be. I may have lost to you tonight, deprived myself of a meal—but I gained a companion. I could not have wished things to have gone any better." He stated and looked over his shoulder at Ciel. He was completely honest as always with his choice of words.

"I do believe things shall only become better for you as well, now that your revenge has been satisfied. And please.. Do not think of me as a 'master' in anyway, Ciel. I will not be ordering you about or anything like that." Sebastian had reassured him in a kind tone of voice. Despite the contract between them over, and the bond that had originally kept them together hanging by a slender thread, Sebastian would still gladly take care of him.

He took care of precious belongings after all. And Ciel was indeed precious to him.

"I'm grateful you think of me as a companion now. It looks like you did complete my last order." Ciel responded, a bit disappointed he only thought of him as a friend, but appreciated the fact his former butler was happy. A plan brewed in his head, and he smirked.

Eyes now twinkling with mischief, he grabbed Sebastian's arm playfully. "But what if I wanted to call you Master at some time?" He was hinting at something, but he didn't know if Sebastian would pick it up. "And I need to remind you I am completely yours. You're not the only one who wants to satisfy the other...if you need something that I could do, please do ask me. It's only fair," he said, the playful smirk on his lips never disappearing.

Ciel knew he wasn't acting as his usual self. He felt like after this night, something would definitely be changing between them.

Of course the demon picked up on Ciel's hints, after all he was a demon. Which where known as objects of lust and tainted desires. And Sebastian was no acceptation for that. Clearly.

Though he was always aware of Ciel's thoughts about him. He just never addressed them as he did not find it at all appropriate of a butler.

Though, as of tonight he was no longer considered one.

Sebastian halted and looked down at him. A dark smirk replacing the kinder smile he previously wore. It was an obvious he had given out to Ciel to let him know he understood entirely. "Of course. I shall never hesitate to do so. Since you are mine. You always have been." His voice cooed out before he had begun to walk ahead once again.

He couldn't help but widen his smirk as he felt Sebastian's possessiveness over him. And judging by the other's tone of voice, he knew that the demon knew what he was talking about. It had only made him grow more infatuated with the demon. "Of course. I'd like it to remain that way." He gave another charming smile. But then he realized something. "At least, until I pass away..." he mumbled sadly at the last statement. He was a human, and humans were weak. They needed to be protected or else, the next second they could be dead.

He had never really minded the thought of death. He welcomed it with open arms. But, now...he glanced at the demon that he was still clinging on to. He wanted to live and be there with Sebastian. That was all he desired the most in his life, besides being coupled with Sebastian, which was the second thing he desired most in his life.

"Until the very end, you shall be mine, and mine alone. I can ensure that much." Sebastian had stated matter-of-factly as he placed a hand on Ciel's shoulder as they proceed forward. He was always possessive of him. It was almost an obsession, in a way.

And he was there to continue to protect him, always. He had no plans on loosing the young boy until the time for them to part was finally there. And knowing the humans life expectancy they still had many years together should things continue as they had.

"Are you wishing to head back to the manor? Or somewhere else entirely?" He questioned the boy as he did look down at him once more. His eyes questioning him.

He hummed his approval at Sebastian's answer, though he did feel a bit sad, even with the other's hand on his shoulder. There was going to be an 'end' to them...that means after his passing, Sebastian could find another. His heart felt pained again, but he ignored it. They did have many years to bond, after all.

The question that was asked by the older male snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked back up, sapphire eyes staring into crimson eyes. Complete opposite colors. "I don't know, that is your decision to make. I will go anywhere you want. You are in control of me, after all." Though that is what he had said, after the night's busy activities he felt exhausted and tired. He felt sleep-deprived. He tried not to show it much; but he accidentally tripped over a tree root and stumbled a bit.

"Yes, but I'm considerate of others needs or wants still." Sebastian spoke plainly. He was quite so use to being the one to follow orders and decisions rather than make them now, he'd have to return to his past mindset sooner or later.

He could tell Ciel was tired when he stumbled a little, he was there to steady him out though. He smiled lightly to himself before he picked the boy up off the ground to hold gently in his arms. "you really must watch where you are going, I'd hate you to hurt yourself." Sebastian mused and looks to him. "Let us head back to the manor. You look completely exhausted, Ciel."

He could only nod as he felt himself be swept off of his feet and into the older male's arms. It felt surprisingly warm and cozy...he felt himself snuggle closer to the heat. He closed his eyes and no sooner than a minute later, he was fast asleep, looking completely innocent and vulnerable to all. "Sebastian..." the boy sighed and went back to his dream land.

Yes, our roleplay has over 10,000+ words...and it's actually still ongoing right at this moment. There's actually more to this, but I shall publish it in the next chapter. It's gotten really good!

I hope you enjoyed reading, and thanks again to Sebastian NeverMore on Facebook for being an awesome roleplayer!

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